Why is it still shocking?

September 12 will mark 6 months since my Dad died.  It really doesn't seem like it's been that long.  When people say that you have to find your "new normal" after something like this happens, they are right.  However, my "new normal" doesn't feel quite right, yet.

After spending much of January - April not running due to circumstances, I jumped back into running full force.  I think I overdid it a little!  I wound up getting Achilles Tendinitis.  NO FUN.  I wound up having to take about a 3 week break from running, and even now, I'm not up to full speed.

However, I am enjoying other workouts.  When the weather was nice for awhile, I went on "mall walks" at the park...haha.  I also go to the gym use the elliptical.  The elliptical was suggested to me by the doctor.  It doesn't cause as much "shock" to the injured area, and it's great for stretching it out.

Nothing is worse that not being able to run when you want to.  Can I get an Amen?

I'm back at work, and loving it!  My new class is a bit of a challenge but we are, "WELL ON OUR WAY!"  I am loving seeing all of my work friends again.  I'm loving cooking dinner at night.  I'm loving having lazy moments!  All of these things became foreign to me while my dad was sick.  There was no free time.  There was no cooking dinner at night.  For the time being, I am not taking any of these things for granted! (Let's hope it stays that way!)

But here is the troubling part, sometimes I "forget" my Dad is gone.  Let me explain.  I know he died, but sometimes I "remember" at the strangest of times.  For example, I see pistachio nuts, and then I think of my Dad, and then I think, "I can't believe he's gone."  I go to church every Sunday (also where he went to church) and at the same intersection I think, "I can't believe he's gone."  I hear about the Tiger Football team sucking and again I think, "I can't believe he's gone."  I look at his set of keys in my cup holder in my car and I think, " I can't believe he's gone."  

When does that stop?  Does it ever?

I'm not exactly sure why I felt the need to blog about this tonight, but I did.  I hope that all of my teacher friends have started off to a FANTASTIC school year.

I'm thinking that my next blog post (that might come in 14 months, lol) will have to be about something else.  Maybe blogging about different things will help me move past these strange thoughts and feelings.

Thank you to those of you who continue to cover me in prayer!  I love you all!

KB